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Chapter 1853 Adapting to the Times

"Why is it not suitable?"

Huang Jitian raised his voice and said solemnly: "I am unmarried, and although Ling Yuan is married, she is now a widow, and the three-year filial piety period has passed. As long as both parties are in love and willing, it is legitimate, and I will marry you as well.

, with eight large sedan chairs carrying Ling Yuan into the mansion, who in the world can say a word of no word?"

Although he knew that Huang Jitian was trying to win his support, it was really difficult for Fu Chahuan to say no to refuse in the face of such temptation.

For him, he didn't care about the struggle for imperial power. He was sure that no matter which prince succeeded to the throne, he could not do without his assistance, but his only weakness was his daughter.

Although he knew that this was a political transaction full of risks, even Fuchahuan knew that as long as he maintained an impartial and no one was biased, then no matter who succeeded to the throne in the future, he would not affect himself, but

Huang Jitian put down his figure and face to aim at the entry point, which really made Fu Chahuan really moved.

Looking at Huang Jitian with a sincere face, Fu Cha Huanzhen sighed: "Brother should know that the little girl is a widow."

"Aren't we talking about this all the time?" Huang Jitian said with a smile.

Fucha Huanzhen frowned slightly and said, "The prince should also know that the little girl's appearance is not outstanding."

It’s not that Huang Jitian has never seen Fu Chahuan’s real daughter. His appearance is considered a compliment. Although it is not ugly, the best evaluation is just plain, beautiful, and beautiful words.

It doesn't matter.

But these are bullshit compared to the throne.

"It's enough to be in love with each other. Looks like a skin. What's the difference between who is not a skeleton after a hundred years? In the eyes of the gentleman, am I the kind of person who only cares about appearance?"

Huang Jitian said solemnly: "I know why sir are worried, but please don't worry, since Ling Yuan is the wife of my Ming matchmaker, she is the concubine of the Jin Kingdom. If I am lucky enough to ascend the throne in the future, she will be the queen. If she is not destined to be the throne,

Then he will be the princess. I will treat her carefully as a treasure, and I will definitely not do such treacherous things."

Huang Jitian has said this to the point. If he finds excuses, he will seem to be disrespectful to each other.

Fu Cha Huan really didn't continue to worry. He sighed and said, "The king may not agree to this matter."

"As long as this battle is won, my father will agree." Huang Jitian seemed to have even thought of a solution to this question and immediately answered.

Fu Chahuan was really stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "Then let's win first. Only by winning can you be qualified to talk about the follow-up."

"Sir, understand me."

Huang Jitian laughed loudly, turned over and said, "Please look at me, I will not disappoint you."

"The whole army, accelerate your advance! Try to go through another mountain and rest!"

Looking at the back of Huang Jitian who was riding forward in the torrent of the army, Fu Chahuan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

If Huang Jitian had been enlightened a few years ago, perhaps the political ecology of the Jin Kingdom would be completely different now. Huang Jitian now has all the basic elements of a crown prince, and all he needs is tempering.

If I had known that a trip to Qin would have made such a big change for Huang Jitian, the other princes in the country would probably not have agreed to Huang Jitianlai if they were beaten to death.
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